[ It's hard not to categorize all the little tells on his face, the stillness, the way he clearly is thinking, the slight shift of his eyebrows. What they could mean, the context to them, ways to see into someone's thoughts without having to enter their minds.

Astarion is more complicated than the average person, but at the same time she's more invested in learning him than she has been others isn't she? To learn more about the one person who isn't a variant of herself that she connects with at a very base level. Experiences are different, yes, but their foundations are almost unsettlingly similar.

So when he gives her his answer she presses her lips into a knowing kind of smile, eyebrows twitching downwards a moment as she gives a subtle nod at that. ]

I felt the same way. Now I'm not as sure.

[ There's an insinuation in that to his own situation, and she touches the tip of her tongue to her teeth a moment, an uneasy stillness in her body as she considers her next step. Somehow talking to Astarion continuously puts her slightly out of her comfort zone-- he's too similar in ways she supposes. It's harder to put on a front when you're looking in something of a mirror. ]

Anyways, I just wanted to bring you that and see your face when you opened it. Which was exactly what I had hoped, quite satisfying. I wont keep you.

[ It's said in a long exhale as she stands, stretching out her arms and fingers as if trying to shrug off the seriousness of the moment. ]